.@...In my dream-:*``@. I am sleeping amongst the lines, My heart searches for you. I don*t like waiting in behind, And I don*t want to be awaken too. In a sleepy hopeless night, I don*t want to hear chiming cookoo., I would like to recite, For the dream might come true Then feeling is what I*ve seached for, I*ve found it in the clue.. Static makes me sick. Arousing makes me blue..... ,. ..@...-:*``*:-.,_May,.-:*``@...*:-.,I_,.-:*`` . ``@...*:-.,_,dream .-:* `@..